His eyes flashed, showing a dangerous light, and a cold air emanated from his body. Use the reader to read tens of millions of novels, no ads at all!
Zi Yan couldn't help but shudder and took a step back subconsciously, a trace of fear appearing on her face.
"Zi Yan..."
Seeing that she seemed to be frightened, Lan Qingyue calmed down the anger in her eyes, walked up to her, touched her head as before, and softened her tone, "Don't make random guesses, that woman..."
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He paused and frowned unconsciously, "The person I like is you. Apart from you, other women have no meaning to me. Do you understand?"
His movements were still so doting, but his cold hands were no longer as warm as before.
He is the best person in the world to her.
It can be regarded as her only relative.
Zi Yan suppressed the fear in her heart and told herself not to be afraid of him. No matter what he became, didn't he still remember her and still treat her well?
He is her closest and most important person in the world. Whoever she fears, she cannot be afraid of him.
She took a deep breath, slowly raised her head, squeezed out a sweet smile on her lips, and nodded obediently, "Well, brother Wuye, Zi Yan won't think too much anymore."
Lan Qingyue smiled with satisfaction, caressing her soft and shiny hair, "Zi Yan, after a while, when I finish all the things at hand, I will marry you, okay?"
Zi Yan was stunned for a moment, with an expression of excitement and joy on her face, and nodded heavily, "Yes."
She never thought that she could still be his wife.
This was just a dream in her heart, a secret buried deep in her heart that she dared not tell anyone.
She was afraid that he would leave her once he found out.
But now, he said he wanted to marry her. No matter what his purpose was, this news was enough to surprise her.
Lan Qingyue looked at her smiling face, but there was no trace of joy in her heart.
Why is he unhappy?
How could he not feel any joy at all when he married the woman he liked?
Subconsciously he always felt that he was in love with a woman.
He searched through all the women he still remembered in his mind, but only Zi Yan held a certain weight in his heart.
Then, the woman he loves is Zi Yan.[
Since he loves her, of course he should marry her as his wife, and only the woman he Lan Qingyue truly loves is qualified to be his wife.
Zi Yan took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, stretched out her arms to hug him, and called softly, "Brother Wuye, will you really marry me?"
Lan Qingyue was silent for a few seconds. Before answering Zi Yan's question, Mu Lingyue's face flashed through his mind, "Well, of course, why, don't you want to marry me?"
Zi Yan shook her head hastily, "No, no, I am willing to marry you. Zi Yan's biggest dream is to marry brother Wuye as his wife and stay with you all her life."
He smiled and hugged her gently, "That's good."
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At night, Lan Qingyue sat at the table, and there was an osmanthus cake left by Mu Lingyue on the table.
Zi Yan ate a few pieces, but there were still some left in the basket.
He originally wanted to have the rest of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake thrown away, but seeing that Zi Yan seemed to love eating it, he kept it.
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand was so shapeless that many of it fell on the table.